Black Hotel - Great Deceivers

Virginia now, I’ve seen you there

You spread the news throughout New Orleans

The New York Times hails everything you’ve said

Now hail a cab, get back to bed

You’re no news to me

Virginia now, I’ve seen you there

You’re in the wrong dress and your conscience falls

You’ve got her worn to the bone, and her seat by the throne

You tear into her seams

And you’ve sunk all her sass in the black hotel

We always find our way back

If every day is darkest night, and every night is driving rain

Every smile’s as black as slate and if you feel the same

Then meet me on the bridge, don’t ask which one, you know which

If every day is darkest night and every night is driving rain

Every smile’s as black as slate and if you feel the same